Jackdaw

Gorgeous, golden-orange yellow light!!!
The sky set smouldering, gilded gold. Lustrous, rich. And so, so beautiful.
Its all shines from the rain; smells fresh, rich and full.
The horizon, all shapes layered and hazy in pale rust bronzes and oranges.
Birds flit across to find their evening roosts,
The spires of the church, reach silhoueted through the factory smog.
In a moment, it is all gone.
As the sun sinks beneath a bank of cloud, pulling back its irridescnt bloom.

Honestly, Im not going for poetry. I'm not trying to make a point - say something, about something or other. Not really.
Its just... beautiful.

I peered around the cutains of my room, and was struck dumb. Well, behaps not struck dumb - I would'nt be desperatly trying to convey it all, if I was struck dumb. But you get my meaning :)
I wanted to share it.